The Story of My Own Power Piece

Hawk Talon, Moonstone, and Ruby Pendant in 18k Yellow Gold

by Master Goldsmith, Hans Klein (aka: my father)

My Power Piece pendant is a guide, a companion that will be with me the rest of my life. It is a pendant with a magic story that reminds me life is full of magic, miracles, and meaning. The talons remind me of the power of hawk, of golden eagle. The messengers of the spirit world. With keen vision, widom, and the ability to see the larger picture. Hawk reminds me to trust my intuition, trust the jewelry designs that download into my brain and intuitively flow into creation. Hawk reminds me to enter the sky, see things from an objective perspective, and fly towards vision and goals with unwavering determination. Hawk reminds me to care for myself through healthy boundaries. And moonstone reminds me that foundational to connecting to my medicine is tending to my emotions, nurturing them, embracing them all, striving for balance and healing, and reminding me that I no longer need to be in survival mode that often shows up in a masculine way, that I am invited to embody the divine feminine energy within me. And the ruby further deepens me into connecting with love-based emotions in my heart center and to nurture that part of my body that holds so much of my trauma survival patterns, to let it be free, to open my arms wide, stand up straight, and move the energy I hold there. I also know that these reflections will change over time as I bring my Power Piece into my intentional future ceremonies, that what it reflects to me will continue to shift to support wherever I am in my life, whatever will support my continued growth. I welcome its magical support that I imbue it with. I welcome its magnetic force that invites others to connect with their own power, and invites them to know mine.

The blueprints for this incredible work of art downloaded into my father's mind - Old European Master Goldsmith, Hans Klein - during an auspicious visit when I brought my soul mate to meet my father for the very first time in 2010. I was so excited that we arrived during one of my Dad's creative bursts; where he stays at his workbench into the deep hours of the night until the blueprint of the design that downloaded into his mind transpires into an incredible final masterpiece of precious metals and stones that draw you in with lust. As my partner and I watched from his sides while my Dad hand-threaded the 18k gold pin that would screw the entire piece together in some magical engineering feat, he explained how sometimes he doesn't know where his designs come from - when they come to him it's as if they belong to something bigger and he is merely channeling them.

After our week-long visit came to an end, so did the birth of this masterpiece, and up it went onto his quartz crystal sphere to "rest and charge" while we said goodbye.

Much later as we recollected our visit with fondness, my Dad told me that when the blueprint for this hawk claw masterpiece downloaded into his mind, he knew it was mine. I thought, 'ok, but it's not mine because you sold it to someone else, so I'm not sure what you're talking about.' I shrugged it off telling myself 'I wasn't that into this piece anyway' - a total lie.

Ten years later it's 2020 and I'm helping my Dad move into a better-suited home where he can thrive in his last years - a magical story itself - and his incredible soul friend invites us to dinner. She offered one of her beautiful, positive reflections of how she sees me being my Dad's greatest ally in this lifetime, and probably many lifetimes past. We express how grateful we all are to be in one another's lives. Then she slides a black box across the table and said, "I believe this belongs to you." And there it was - the hawk claw moonstone pendant. Clearly destined to come to me when the timing was right. With tears streaming down my face in shock, awe, appreciation, deep gratitude, and love (and maybe even a little shame and guilt because 'how could I deserve this?'), I adorned my moonstone in ceremony with their words echoing "people will be drawn to this, but don't let them touch it; it's to be infused by you only; charge it under the moonlight; and don't wear it all the time, because it has great power."

That night, I couldn't sleep and was compelled to sit on the floor in the dark and close my eyes, maybe a meditation would calm my nervous system. I directed my mind to my normal visual spot at the edge of a serene forest spring as I dropped into meditation. I climb a tree and all of a sudden I'm on the back of a giant golden eagle carrying me upward into the sky and through space, showing me things that are important, and blocking my vision to things that aren't. I went to bed and chalked this experience up to the book I had just finished reading Shamans, Healers, and Medicine Men and my longing to ride a giant golden eagle ever since watching the movie The Rescuers From Down Under as a child - imaginations can be wild afterall.

Longing for deeper meaning and magic in my life but still being a skeptic, I wore my hawk claw moonstone pendant periodically when I was feeling I needed a boost and laid it in the moonlight by my bedside while I slept, but that's as deep as its meaning went for me for a few years. 

Until one day in 2025, I received a letter in the mail from a dear friend, Melody Mischke. As I open the letter I'm immediately struck by beautiful handcrafted paper, a feather, and the mysterious words inviting me to participate in a council of women in the forest for two weeks to step into my medicine. I'm thinking 'Yes! This is it! This is the program Courting Your Medicine (CYM) she told me about a couple years ago at her Heart-Based Meditation Retreat.' She was co-leading it for the second year because of how transformational it was for her as a participant many years prior. It sounded powerful. It sounded exactly like the kind of program I had dreamt about since hearing about a similar one from another powerful woman I met at a coaching conference in 2021. The letter was magical. But the skeptic in me brushed it aside. I wouldn't belong in this group of therapists, healers, and coaches. I don't want anyone to see the real me, hell, I don't want to uncover the real me, I don't want to face my trauma, let alone with a bunch of strangers. What would they think? I'm definitely not worthy of this experience. 

A nudge from my higher self and my partner and I find myself a few months later in a council of women in the forest deepening into the knowing of ourselves, embracing our inner shadows, and stepping into our medicine, our own power, together. We're all invited to dress as our medicine women for the next time we see one another, and the only thing that struck me to wear was my hawk talon moonstone pendant. 

I arrive for our second week together wearing my hawk talon moonstone pendant and share the above story of how it was created and how it came to me. I offer my medicine of jewelry designs for each one of these beautiful women, sketches drawn months ago and yet perfectly matching what they chose to wear that day - all of our minds were blown - especially as I handed one of them a piece I created that summer, inspired by her, intended to be sold in my case, but the piece clearly told me it was not mine to sell, that it belonged to her only. As I'm wearing my pendant and she is wearing hers, I am told by the council of women that I am a soul artist, an alchemist, an intuitive channeler, and that I had just gifted my first Power Piece pendant in the exact same way my hawk talon moonstone Power Piece pendant came to me. And thus my hawk talon moonstone pendant was named my Power Piece.

I was so blessed to participate in each of their own soul medicine offerings, and in each one Hawk unexpectedly and powerfully showed up as the main guide. Hawk showed up during a feminine Buddhist meditation where I found myself riding on the back of my spirit animal once again as it showed me in a firm, yet loving demeanor that my artistic expression in the form of precious metals and gems is my soul calling and that it's ok to let go of what I'm currently filling my time with. Hawk showed up again during a Labyrinth exercise, where it guided me to break the rules and fly free down my own path and trust my intuition. Hawk showed up again during an embodied movement offering where my arms intuitively wanted to move and all of a sudden I found myself fully embodying hawk wings that were opening my heart space, releasing all the pent up energy there, freeing me from my own chains, guiding me to feel my power, and to accept myself fully. Hawk showed up again during my own personal ceremony at the top of what Courters call Quartz Ridge with the incredible women surrounding my altar of Kinnikinnik decorated with little red berries as multiple red-tailed hawks circled above me, screeching alongside me as I stepped into my power and my soul calling where I found the courage to call myself an artist. All while wearing my Power Piece.

The power behind this piece continues to amaze me. After having just gotten back from a visiting my Dad to further uplevel my skills in hopes of one day being as incredible an artist as he is, I learned that my Power Piece contains yet another story. Our dear friend reminded me that for the 10 years she cared for it, it accompanied her on many trips around the world with The International Council of 13 Indigenous Grandmothers as they journeyed to each of their homelands with a purpose centered on prayer, ceremony, activism, healing, and cultural preservation. It is an incredible honor to learn of their stories and to know that my piece witnessed them in this important work.

When I wear this piece, I am wearing my soul expression that is automagically drawing other souls like a radar - calling out to those who are ready to step into their own power. It is a magnet for finding my tribe, and if you've made it this far in my story, chances are you're my kindred spirit and I can't wait to connect with you and maybe even make you a Power Piece.